….I’m exhausted. Shut the door behind you….
Above is the prompt for this week. Here is where the challenge came from.
Hope.
Darling ….I’m exhausted. Shut the door behind you…. we'll chat later.
Spent, she lay back, sinking into the womb like caress of her bed. She would give almost anything to feel right. What did right feel like anyway? The weeks were all blurring together. Each three week cycle etched into her brain a rotation of nausea, constipation and terrifying fogs that turned thought to mist.
Yet, this was the last. No more hours tethered to a beeping draconian master. A last bowing to an inevitability. Something shifted inside her. An almost forgotten sensation. What was it?
It was hope...
Powerful writing which is clearly drawn from experience. I think we were in a similar mindset when we both wrote our entries this week!
ReplyDeleteHow lovely that you are still with us today though! That hope was worth it!
I am very happy to be here. Was freeing to write this - getting it out.
ReplyDeleteWhen I read things like this it makes me realise all over again what a brave lady you are.
ReplyDeleteJudging by your very well written piece and comments I get the sense you have been through A LOT. Moving piece.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sally-Jayne and Older Mum. Yes, been through a lot but just so thankful to still be here.
ReplyDeleteI like the optimistic ending, despite everything.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written and so obvioulsy from the heart.
ReplyDeleteHow poignant and it sounds like you're a very brave lady, bug hugs!
ReplyDeleteAlison - you have produced yet another amazing piece from your ordeal. It has certainly provided you with some wonderful writing. Brilliant!
ReplyDeletewow! very touching
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiful beyond words. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Just words from the heart.
ReplyDeleteStrong writing, very emotive, clearly words you've lived through. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteReally good, very evocative. How good it must feel to be on the other side of that treatment. So very well conveyed.
ReplyDeleteHope springs eternal, somewhere in the middle of that total chaos without control. So very glad you can share and so very well, too. Thanks for writing.
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone. Hope does spring eternal. As this week has been the anniversary of my first chemo, it was cathartic to right about the last stages of my treatment.
ReplyDeleteYou can tell this is written from first hand experience as it has such a raw feel to it. You are one brave lady, thank you for sharing. May Hope flourish x
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